Twenty Sided Dice

The coals in the brazier were burning, and the tent was already very warm, but Siegel, who had a fever, couldn't stop shaking.し He lay on a thick cushion, and the quilt was piled with furs, wrapping him like a silkworm chrysalis.

The mage's skin was hot, almost turning into a fire element. The surrounding heat was like a false hallucination, completely unable to transfer to the body, and the constant feeling of exhaustion made Siegel feel dizzy.

He started to have a fever after he was in a coma, and after waking up, he passed out and became more severe. It has been three days.

Never in Siegel's memory had he been so ill. The shaman of the Niu Rhino tribe came to check and thought that Siegel had been drenched in cold water, which caused the disease. But when I was a sailor, I was in the water all day, and I never had a fever like this.

The shaman was about to treat him with bloodletting, but Siegel refused. "Prepare me some herbs and warm me up, I'll be fine." But after he drank the medicine, he fell into a coma with a fever again.

If it is a common disease, Siegel only needs to turn into an undead state for a period of time to suppress the symptoms, and then teleport back to Myr City, and let Priest Reid cast the magic spell to expel the disease. However, this fever could actually affect the elemental power in his body, making him extremely weak.

When he woke up again, the brazier had gone out and the sky was dark, but he finally felt warm. His skin was wet and uncomfortable with sweat clinging to the bedding.

The surrounding air was warm and smelled of incense. The senses that had been inactive for a long time began to come alive, and then a strange stench entered the nose. Siegel thought about it, it was his own smell. Sweat expels toxins from the body, and the thick quilt wraps me tightly, what good taste do I expect? He turned his head dazedly, there was no one in the tent. Men do their jobs as warriors and guards, but are very careless when it comes to caring for people.

He struggled to climb out of the tomb made of cups, leaving a layer of gray-black mucus on the surface of his body. Fortunately, this group of people lit incense and drove away all kinds of biting bugs. Otherwise, he was eaten up under the quilt, and I am afraid no one would know. Siegel himself found water to drink. After eating two elf biscuits, he changed into a water element composed of pure water to wash his body.

It wasn't until he got dressed and walked out of the tent that the others realized that he was awake.

"If it's at war, I'll have you hang on the gallows." Siegel rebuked Moore mercilessly. "Have you forgotten what the patrol of the camp includes? Shouldn't each camp be checked regularly? I woke up for more than an hour. If you add the process of extinguishing the brazier, I don't know how long it will take."

Moore lowered his head and said nothing.

"Are you trying to take all the blame by not talking?" Siegel said: "I know that many soldiers and knights in the outpost were just mercenaries in the past, and they were used to being free and loose. But you should know that only discipline can Guarantee the victory of the war. You have a good relationship with them at ordinary times, but when it comes to things such as camp security. You should not indulge blindly. Only mildness and no authority will not work. "

At this time, there was a thumping sound outside, and it seemed that there was a fight. Then a female voice was heard shouting, "Moll, where are you?"

Moore looked up at Siegel with a very nervous look in his eyes. The familiar voice was Nata's, and she could be heard getting emotional. If she rushed in and saw that she was being reprimanded, she might have thrown her fist at Siegel, which would be out of control.

"That's Nata, right?" Siegel patted Moore's arm: "Go, remember this time, and rectify the army."

Before he could finish speaking, the tent door was opened. Nata rushed in. This is a tall and slender woman with deep eyes and a high nose, and her silver-white eyes are very mysterious. She tied her long fiery red hair behind her head, swaying with her movements like a flame. Nata saw Siegel, a burst of anger came from nowhere, and a punch hit the mage's chest.

The fist wasn't big, and it didn't make any noise, but Siegel immediately felt the danger. He ducked back and waved his staff. The power of the spell strikes back. Seeing that the situation was not good, Mole suddenly hugged Nata's waist, trying to stop his wife. As a result, the two of them were hit by magic together and were teleported to the outside of the tent by Siegel.

The two rolled into a ball. Moore hurriedly said to Nata: "You are crazy! That is my lord, Lord Segal. How dare you wave your fist casually!"

"I heard him bullying you!" Nata pouted and said, "And I don't think he is pleasing to the eye!"

"Get up quickly and I'll go apologize to him." Moore stared at him, his angry expression not falsifying at all: "I heard that you are going to engage in martial arts, the earl has come all the way to help. If it wasn't for him and his Magical equipment, how can I end up marrying you? Besides, Lord Siegel is also my teacher. He taught my martial arts and knowledge, you have to respect him very much!"

Nata glared at Moore, seeing that her husband's expression didn't soften at all, so she snorted and nodded.

Siegel walked out, saw the newlyweds still rolling on the ground, and said with a smile: "Okay, get up quickly. There will be time to do such things in the future."

Maul pulled Nata into an apology, and Siegel said he didn't mind. But Nata was curious about how Siegel beat her.

"That's the power of magic, and I can teach you if you want to learn it," Siegel said.

Moore shook his head vigorously. He also learned magic for a while while following Siegel, but the mere difficulty of getting started stopped him. Magic words, basic principles, and element affinity constitutions are all obstacles to him. Maul knew that Nata didn't like to read, so it was hard to imagine her learning magic.

Nata waved her hand at Moll's suggestion and said, "No, I'll just find a way to defeat you myself!" She blinked and asked in the most polite tone she could: "You have nothing to ask for Moll. Bar?"

Siegel just nodded when he saw Nata grab Moore's arm and drag him away quickly. With the full body armor, Mole weighs more than 200 pounds, but it doesn't seem to have any weight in Nata's hands.

Siegel shook his head, unable to imagine what kind of living conditions the pair would be in in the future. He could only wish them happiness, and he wanted to bless Mor a little more.

Hearing that Lord Lord finally recovered his health, Evan helped Feizak to visit him. The one-eyed father looked concerned, and checked Siegel from beginning to end, and he was relieved.

"Lord Lord. What happened to you suddenly?"

"I've been a little tired recently, and I'll be fine after a rest." Siegel comforted him and said, "I'm very strong. I've only gotten sick once, and I'll be fine when I get better."

Evan leaned against the edge of the tent. He tilted his head and looked at Siegel: "I don't think so. After you fainted, I thought it was the assassin of the God of Murder who poisoned or cursed you, so I went to your room to check. Humph, I found it. Unacceptable things."

The manuscripts for the study of the metal plates were all in the room and were not cleaned up at all. Most of the above have been deciphered. Just a careful look can connect the writer's story.

"You are really leisurely, and you spit out blood." Evan said before Siegel: "What do you call this? Is it possible that when you see the tragedy in the history books, you have to take a sip of blood? It turned out to kill the mage. It's as simple as that, just keep showing him tragedies and tragedies."

"Evan, it's not what you think, I'm not that naive yet." Siegel helped Feizak to sit down, and then motioned for Evan to come too. "I happen to have something to talk to you about."

The three were in the middle of the foggy camp, surrounded by a bonfire. The fire was ignited with sheep dung, and with some crude coals, the fire was not strong but it was very durable. Siegel lifted three large potatoes out of thin air with a spell of the mage's hand. Grill on fire. The potatoes are swirling, and each side is heated evenly. He can already do three distractions under the same spell, and if he talks with the other two, it will be four distractions.

"The Wall of Storms surrounds our world, an impassable and passable barrier, and so far no one has returned alive from the other side, has it?" Siegel added: "Those who claim their spirits reach People on the other side will not be accepted for the time being."

Evan nodded: "You are right. The Wall of Storms can be said to be an exploration site for the strongest in the world."

"So how high is the wall of storms? Who among you thought about that?"

Feizak opened his cloudy one eye and put his hands by the fire to bake. He didn't speak, but was clearly thinking in his head.

Evan answered quickly: "It can't fly near the storm wall. How can you know how high it is?"

"Then when you look up, do you see the stars in the sky or the Wall of Storms?" Siegel said immediately: "The Wall of Storms is basically a circle around two continents, on the sea, and its range is impossible to reach directly. Starry sky, right? Since the light of the stars can come over. Then there is a way to pass. If I keep rising, can I cross the wall of storms?"

"This is a good idea!" Evan clapped his hands: "Maybe this will pass, and you can know the secrets behind the Wall of Storms!"

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Siegel asked him the next question: "When the sun sets every day, is it on the inside or outside of the storm wall?"

"Of course it's the outside." Evan said without hesitation, "No one has ever seen the sun fall into the sea."

As soon as he finished speaking. It just felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't express what went wrong. Evan scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, as if something important had been forgotten, and he felt very depressed.

"Many mages have traveled to other worlds, and in the records they left to the Union of mages, they all left the concepts of stars, planets, and universes. The Wall of Storms is the only one so far, and other worlds don't have it." Siegel moved the roasted potato in front of him, UU reading www.uukanshu.com said to Feizak and Evan: "The normal world is like this grassland, and our world is only as big as a potato. This layer of potato skin is the wall of the storm."

"The world is so small?" Evan shook his head: "I don't believe it. In my opinion, the Starry Kingdom, the Old Continent and the New Continent are already vast enough for hundreds of millions of people to live in. You still say small?"

"It's big enough for ordinary people, but in the eyes of the gods?" Siegel said: "You don't think about it, why everyone sees the stars every day, everyone knows the wall of storms, but in such a long In history, has no one thought of what I just said?"

"Ordinary people may not think about it. The priests may be busy praying, but those mages who can leave this world and see the scenery outside have never doubted after returning. Why is this?"

Siegel took the potato, snorted, and then said: "The only thing I can think of that can have such an effect is the spell that Knox knows in common. But such a spell can't be cast by an ordinary person, and no one has such a powerful mana. Don't you like freedom, Evan? Tell me, do you still feel free now?" (To be continued.)

ps: Don't keep the tickets in your hand, throw them to me, hehe.